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  • Writer's pictureKari Wetherill

The Heart Beats

I saw my beating heart as it rippled through the bath water. The pulse sent forth from my emanating chest soared like a wave upon the open sea. One after another the perpetual beat carries its tone onward and forevermore, outward in every direction.

I pause to ask myself: “What thoughts do the waves of my rhythmic heart carry along with them? What intentions are radiating outward from every pulse? Where is it that I send my Love? My hate? Who receives the waves created out of my anger? What being suffers due to the sorrow I lock away in my chest?” I ask myself these questions… Or try to anyway.

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